A.C. 217________________uatre held his umbrella low over his head to ward off the heavy down pour of cold rain. Sally said she'd be here if she wasn't home after school. But out in this rain? He looked around and headed for the gates and over to the their keeper, who seemed quite unthrilled with the rain as it leaked into his small 'office'. He looked over at Quatre, a bit surprised to see anyone out in the down pour.
"Eh? Can I help ya, sir?"
"Hopefully. Is there a girl visiting here? Black hair, blue eyes?"
"High school student?"
"Yeah... Comes here every day with a flower or two. Sad looking thing she is. You know her?"
"Yes... I'm here to see her."
"Heh. Most people come here to see the dead. Funny place to meet up with somebody who's alive. Well, you're welcome to go in and look for her."
"She comes here every day, right?" Quatre peered beyond the iron gates. The keeper nodded. "Does she look like she's doing all right?"
"Well, to be perfectly honest, she looks healthy and all, but just between you and me, she looks like she died inside a long time ago or something."
"... Thank you... " Quatre sighed.
stood there in the rain, a flower lying on the grass in front of her. She
seem unperturbed by the heavy rains, despite her school uniform and her
father's Preventers' jacket being thoroughly soaked. She didn't seem to
notice Quatre's arrival, or, if she did, she gave no indication of it.
He waited patiently. Meiran seemed lost in her thoughts.
The greatest man I never knew
Lived just down the hall
And every day we said hello
But never touched at all
He was in his paper
I was in my room
stretched as she came into the kitchen, wearing her pajamas still, hair
How was I to know he thought I hung the moon?
The greatest man I never knew
Came home late every night
He never had too much to say
door opened slowly as Wufei came in with his suit case. He was unsuspectingly
ambushed by a nine year old Meiran.
Too much was on his mind
sat down at the desk in the master bedroom and turned on the desk lamp.
have to get these reports done by Thursday for headquarters. It's amazing
how many 'fires' require 'putting out'. Especially how much power
these 'fires' can build up. Hmm.
Meiran stared up at the ceiling of her room in the dark. She could hear snoring coming from down the hall. I bet Daddy fell asleep at his desk like last time. He only snores when he doesn't go to sleep in bed. Daddy shouldn't stay up so late. Quietly she got up and untucked one of her blankets and tip-toed down the hall into her parents' room. The desk lamp was on, a stack of papers serving as a pillow for Wufei, who was indeed, asleep at the desk. Meiran snuck in quietly, not wanting to wake her mother or father, and carefully draped the blanket over Wufei. She snuck silently back to her room.
I never really knew him
Oh and now it seems so sad
Everything he gave to us took all he had
Then the days turned into years
And the memories to black and white
He grew cold like an old winter wind
Blown' across my life
sat in her room late at night, text books scattered around her. She ought
to have been studying for her high school entrance exams, but she couldn't
focus. She also ought to have been sleeping since she had to be up early
to go to work in the morning. Sometimes it felt that between school and
work, the only free time she had was the time she was supposed to be sleeping.
job should help with paying off my bike... I wish mom was home and not
off on duty. At least then I'd have somebody to talk to. Daddy's such a
jerk. I can't talk to him about anything without him going off on me about
something. Heartless bastard... What the hell did Mom see in him anyways?
The greatest words I never heard
I guess I'll never hear
sat silently in the hospital waiting room. She hadn't spoken a word to
anyone and any attempts at consolation had been brutally ignored. Her mother,
Sally, would be arriving as soon as possible, which would probably be in
a day or two.
Meiran shut her dorm room door and fell to her knees, fighting back the tears that so desperately wanted to fall. He's dead... He's dead... Her thoughts kept echoing, repeating like a broken record in her mind.
been hours... Has anybody seen Meiran since she left the waiting
room?" Quatre frowned. Noin shook her head.
couldn't sleep. Her thoughts would not allow her rest. It's all my fault...
I said that I didn't care if he died.... and.... he did. Because of me...
How could I have said that? I didn't mean it... He'll go to his grave thinking
I hate him... He shouldn't have done that for me... He shouldn't have...
How will I be able to face anybody-? What about Mom? She sharpened
her blue tachi in the dark silence, thinking. Regretting. I was warned...
I had plenty of chances... And I blew them all... "Just try and go a bit
easier on him. You won't realize how important he actually is to you until
he's gone." ... "That's an order! Meiran! Return to your position at once!"
knocked faintly on the door. There was no answer. Just hollow silence.
He found that silence quite disturbing. He tried to the door knob and discovered
it was unlocked. Gently he pushed open the door.
S'been dead almost a year
"... What are you doing here-? How long have you been here?"
"I figured during this lull in the war with Venus I'd come by and see how you were doing." Quatre studied the girl's face. It was impossible to tell if she'd been crying or if it was just the rain on her face.
"... I'm... okay, I guess." Meiran sighed and looked down.
"... Your father was a good pilot and a good person, Meiran. He wouldn't want you to still be sad and let his death hold you back."
But there was business left to do
"So how'd you find me here?" Meiran weakly changed the subject
"I talked to your mother before coming. She said it you weren't at home after school you'd be here visiting Wufei's grave. She said you come here every day."
"... Yeah... I do..." Meiran sighed, "I shouldn't... but..." Meiran sighed, not bothering to finish her sentence.
"Meiran..." Quatre sighed, "How about we get out of this rain? You're going to get sick out here at this rate."
"Hmm. If I'm lucky I'll catch something and die. You can't stop me from dying of natural cases, Uncle Quatre." Meiran stated flatly.
"Meiran!" Quatre looked at her.
"That was a joke."
"That was morbid."
The two stood there in silence for awhile, Meiran staring at the tombstone, Quatre looking at the fresh flower that lay amidst the slowly withering ones that Meiran must have brought on previous days. He broke the rain filled silence.
"Let him go, Meiran."
"... I can't..."
"Why? It's been almost a year since it happened, Meiran."
"He never said he loved me...
*Seppuku - ritual suicide by self-disembowlment on a sword, also called harakiri.
Special thanks to Jeanie for her wonderful artwork of Meiran on the banner. The full, colored version can be found in the art gallery. And remember people, this is Alternate Universe, not the main story.